Letter 08
Dear Seokmin,
Hey, Seokminnie. Ha-ha. I miss calling you that. It's a shame we lost contact with you when I reached the second grade in elementary.
I had a great childhood, thanks to you. You see, I was the shy kid. My parents always bring me to the playground, hoping I would make new friends. But while they were busy talking with other parents, I was busy looking at flowers nearby or playing by myself. I was always that way until I met you.
One day in the playground, it was if I was visited by a fairy godmother when you started talking to me. I had to admit, I was sad playing along. At first, it didn't matter at all. But over time, I found it very lonely and it made me just cry on the inside.
You came over to me when I was playing with the sand and you asked me, "Why are you here alone?"
I looked up at you then back at scribbling down on the sand. I was a kid then so I didn't have a better reply.
You crouched down like me and drew a smiling face on the sand. I looked up at you and you smiled at me. You said, "Hi! I'm Lee Seokmin!"
"H-hi, I'm... Song Suri," I introduced shyly. Like I said, a shy kid.
"Why are you playing alone?" As a kid, you were full of aegyo. I wonder what you're like now that you're 18. You were a year younger than me but to me, you were like an oppa. You never once called me noona. In fact, you insisted I call you oppa. I did just that.
I miss the way you used to protect me and stand up for me when a group of kids told you not to hang out with me because I was the odd one out. It crushed my heart to know the other kids thought of me that way. Just because I didn't talk to them and play with them doesn't mean I don't want to. I was just too shy to even try.
"I don't care what you guys say. I like playing with Suri," you told the kids.
"Eww! He might get cooties from Suri!" one of the boys said.
"I don't like her hair," one of the girls said.
"Does she even have a Barbie doll to play with?" another girl asked.
I was so embarrassed that I just looked down at my little pink sneakers. What was wrong with my hair? It was just a simple double pony tails that were down. I did have a Barbie doll. I just didn't bring it.
That was when you stood up for me. You told them, "Hey, watch what you say, guys. It might make her have a boo boo. I don't have any plasters for a boo boo now."
"Seriously, Seokmin? Why are you with her?" asked the boy with a ball. I think they were going to play a sport ball game. I just didn't know what it was.
"Shouldn't the question be: why aren't you with her?" Seokmin asked them.
Wow, Seokmin. Even as a kid, you knew what to say. I'm really curious on how you grew up to be, Seokmin. What are you like now? Where you the same as you were before? That little Seokminnie I used to hang out every time with? The one who took great care of me when I was young? Are you still as caring and protective as you were before? I really wonder, Seokmin.
I miss you, Seokmin. Where did you go? Where are you now? What are you doing? I wish I knew...
Love,
Song Suri
~Author's Notes~
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